In Conclusion...

Dear all,




(1.) We would like to thank you all for your support and prayers throughout the academic year. We look forward to coming back full throttle in the fall. Please feel free to send us any suggestions for the upcoming year.

(2,) We especially want to thank our E-board, who spent hours planning events, exchanging e-mails, and handling paperwork. Thanks Andrea, Amanda, Ruby, & Precious! You gals ROCK!!

(3.) For the Fall 2009--Spring 2010 academic year, we are seeking capable individuals for ALL E-Board positions:

-President
-Vice-President
-Treasurer
-Secretary

Please send a message to adventistchristianfellowship@gmail.com for additional info. Thanks!

Lovingly,
Alexia

What's Love got to do with it?

Bible Discussion series for February & March:
What's Love got to do with it? A series of discussions on the different types of love presented in the Bible: Agape, Philia, Storge, & Eros.

February 20th-Agape Love is unconditional.
February 27th-Philia Love is a strong bond existing between people who share a common interest or activity.
March 6th-Eros is love in the sense of 'being in love.' Film Viewing & Discussion.
March 13th-Storge is fondness through familiarity, especially between family members or people who have otherwise found themselves together by chance.

***All definitions taken from Wikipedia.
See http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Four_Loves

Location & Time: Hunter College, Hunter West Building, Room 205 @ 7 p.m. Refreshments will be served. All are welcome.

CUPCAKE FACTORY
Come decorate a yummy cupcake!

Wednesday, February 18th
Hunter College Thomas Hunter, Room 105
1 p.m.-3 p.m.

We will have all sorts of nutritious & health conscious toppings.

-Fruits: Strawberries, Blueberries, Bananas, & etc.
-Frosting
-Nuts
-Raisins
-Sprinkles
-And more!
***Send us a message if you have any other topping ideas!


Other yummy refreshments will be served.
Both vegetarian & vegan options.

Free Event. Anyone & Everyone is welcome.

Presented by the Adventist Christian Fellowship
AdventistChristianFellowship@gmail.com

http://adventistchristianfellowship.blogspot.com/

Members Meeting...

ooh la la!

We have a members meeting next Wednesday during deans hour. Please come out! Refreshments will be served. Please walk with your ideas & suggestions for the semester. Also, please bring your Hunter I.D. Only Hunter students are permitted in the Student Resource Center.Time: 1:30-2:30 p.m. Location: SRC Lounge. Room 202, Thomas Hunter Building (Walk past the computer labs to the last room on the left) .

Same Time, Different Place

Let's pray together!

We are inviting YOU to join us in praying individually for the club at the same time everyday. From Monday, February 2nd to Sunday, February 8th at 12 p.m. We are praying that the club runs God-directed throughout the semester.

Photos from the Fall 2008 semester

Enjoy....





Our Thanksgiving volunteer experience at the New York Rescue Mission...

The Mirror by Chris Choi

It's 1999.
Happy New Year!

I'm ringing in the New Year with my family. As usual, with Martinelli's non-alcoholic grape juice. 4 the last time. In a few months I'll be a student @ NYU. In a few months, I'll be an atheist.



A year passes. I'm on the 7 train one night, on the way back from a club in Flushing, NY. a.k.a. Korean 20-somethings partytown. Glowsticks. Baggy UFO raver pants. You're not supposed to ride the train late @ night, but I don't care.

I transfer @ Times Square to ride the N/R home, + I see a subway musician. He's playing "O Holy Night" on the sax, even though Christmas was 6 days ago. I wonder what it must be like to pandhandle w/ an instrument + sleep on the streets + live on McDonald's hamburgers. I don't give him any money.

I get home. The drugs are wearing off. As I wash my face, I can't look @ myself in the mirror. I hate who I've become. But I know the next night, it'll happen again. + I don't have the power to stop this vicious cycle.

The next day's nice out, so I take a walk to Union Square Park. I see people tryin to make a buck. Passing out flyers. Promoting their demo CDs. Selling their wares. But nobody cares. Nobody wants to look you in the eye. Everyone's got places to go, things to do. It's a dog-eat-dog world + I'm nothing but a dog. + so are you, baby. So might as well live it up while the night is young. Who knows what'll happen tomorrow. As for now, I'm gonna get my drink on, + my freak on, because right now might be all I got.

Fast forward a decade.

I walk around the streets of NYC. What used to be a faceless, impersonal blur, is now a steady stream of broken humanity, painful stories, familiar strangers. I try to look people in the eye. Some of them let me. Everytime, my heart breaks. Everytime they don't, it breaks too.

In the city where I wandered aimlessly, I've a newfound purpose. I'm in Union Square Park, where I can see my old apartment building. With a group of young people, some only 9, 10 years old, others in high school + college. Doing an improv puppet show. Singing praise songs. Passing out flyers, to direct them to a website my friend Robin's made. That may lead them to a relationship w/ God. They pass us by, sometimes, without looking @ us, without even finding out what we're about.




Sometimes though, somebody stops. Listens. Asks. Talks. Takes. Smiles. Prays. Hugs. Cries. I don't know why. I never did. But something compels them. In the middle of this heartless city, a pulse. After all.

It's the end of another year. I'm on the subway, the 7 train. It's late at night. I'm pretending to be a subway musician, with my guitar + scratchy voice, passing out DVDs of...myself? My band? It's actually a DVD my friend Kyle's made, that might make them question their spiritual health. Maybe, just maybe, it'll jar them awake. To search 4 the God that's always been searching 4 them.

I don't know this train well, + I'm in the middle of my song when the conductor says: "Jackson Heights, 74th Street. Please stand clear of the closing doors." I barely have time to get off. The door catches me, + I'm stuck. I hold the doors apart, grab some DVDs + reach my hands out to anybody who'll take 'em. I'm desperate.

Who knows? This might be the last chance I'll have to tell them. The last chance 4 them to hear about Him.

I'm still trapped, the plastic edge of the doors digging into my shoulders. Frantically, I ask the guy sitting next to the door to pass 'em out to everyone who wants 'em. I pry myself free. The doors close. The train exhales, engaging the tracks again. It begins to inch forward. The people must've sensed how important those DVDs were to me. I see them eagerly springing out of their seats to take one.

The train flies past. I'm enveloped in the rush of air, the rhythmic thumping of the tracks, the screeching of the metal. But in the streak of blurry faces, against the reflection of the windows, I catch a glimpse of someone I recognize.




It's me. A decade ago. Face pressed against the glass. Jaded. Emotionless. But just beneath the hardened expression, is a silent cry. For hope. For meaning. For love.

It's 2009.
Happy New Year.
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Chris Choi organizes Health Check NYC, an ongoing ministry project to reach the hearts of New Yorkers. http://www.healthchecknyc.com/